Good luck in pregnancy, the daughter of the prime minister's mansion has a soft waist

My heart seemed to be pulled by gusts of wind, and endless thoughts were whizzing through my chest.

She wanted to know the truth. She had to know how her mother passed away.

Shen Muxue clenched her fists, looked up at Anping Hou, and said firmly: "Within three days, Ling Fan will be released without charge. My Lord, just wait for the good news."

Marquis Anping nodded slightly.

He knew that this girl had her own ways.

After returning to Qiu Shui Courtyard, Shen Muxue immediately wrote a letter and ordered Qingyi to deliver it to the Dali Temple. He then sent people to inquire about the news of the Zhang family and the Anping Marquis Mansion.

Unexpectedly, Shen Leyao is living a good life.

Zhang Shunyuan’s death was like a dark cloud that covered the entire Zhang family’s sky.

In other words, Zhang Shunyuan was not instructed by anyone, but was simply eager for revenge and framed Ling Fan.

But if there really was a deep hatred, why not just kill Ling Fan with a single blow?

Instead, he chose to commit suicide and put the blame on others?

Weird, really too weird.

Shen Muxue was puzzled. Rubbing his brows, he instructed An Lan, "Prepare the carriage. Let's go to the Dali Temple."

"Your Majesty, we have repeatedly investigated Ling Fan's case and found no other leads. From the autopsy to the reconstruction of the case, and the grudge between the two, we have preliminarily determined that Ling Fan did indeed kill Zhang Shunyuan."

Jiang Ziling presented the case file for the emperor to review.

The emperor's face was as gloomy as water, and his deep eyes scanned the rice paper, as if trying to catch a trace of omissions between the lines.

But who is Jiang Ziling?

He is known for his rigor, sometimes even to the point of being pedantic.

There was no deviation in the cases he handled.

The emperor flipped through the brief three pages several times, and finally put the case file on the table: "Re-check."

Jiang Ziling frowned.

He picked up the rice paper and carefully reviewed it several times.

Then he asked, "Your Majesty, is there anything wrong?"

"There's nothing wrong with that."

Jiang Ziling was puzzled: "Then..."

"Impeccability is the biggest doubt."

The emperor's eyes were indifferent, but his coldness revealed wisdom.

"Imagine, if you were Ling Fan, would you kill someone at a banquet in front of everyone?"

Jiang Ziling had no choice but to explain, "Perhaps this was a trap set by Zhang Shunyuan. I've learned that Zhang Shunyuan has been depressed over his brother's death. Perhaps he's found some clues related to Ling Fan?"

The emperor suddenly curled up his lips in a sneer.

"Then the one who died should be Ling Fan."

For a moment, Jiang Ziling also fell silent.

Judging from the evidence at the scene, the murderer is undoubtedly Ling Fan.

If it were somewhere else, it might have been decided long ago.

At this time, a jailer came running over: "Master Jiang, a woman wants to visit Ling Fan."

At the same time, he handed over a silver ingot.

"Until the case is settled, no one is allowed to visit. Send them away."

Jiang Ziling seemed a little unhappy.

"Yes."

Just as the jailer was about to leave, the emperor suddenly spoke up, "He's quite generous. I wonder who he is?"

The jailer stood still and answered carefully, "Your Majesty, it's Shen Muxue, the eldest daughter of the Shen family. The servants noticed that you seem to have some friendship with her, so they asked on your behalf."

"The daughter of the Shen family?"

Jiang Ziling looked at the emperor and inexplicably felt that there seemed to be a hint of green above his head.

The emperor's expression was normal, deep and unfathomable.

Jiang Ziling suggested cautiously, "Your Majesty, perhaps Miss Shen was entrusted by someone. Would you like to... let her try?"

"That's right."

Jiang Ziling breathed a sigh of relief and quickly ordered his men to let them go.

Without noticing, the paper ball in the emperor's palm had been crumpled.

Shortly after.

The emperor stood up and said, "Let's go and take a look. Perhaps Miss Shen can make some new discoveries."

The two men walked towards the secret room, where there was a small ventilation window, which allowed them to take in the situation inside the prison.

Shen Muxue, wearing a light purple skirt and white lotus shoes, walked in the dark, damp and cold prison corridor, like a touch of bright color.

The guards and prisoners in the cell all looked over unconsciously.

I privately wondered if some girl's lover had met with misfortune, which had driven her to come here recklessly.

Shen Muxue looked straight ahead and stopped in front of Ling Fan's cell.

Ling Fan's hair was disheveled and his body was covered in dirt. He had obviously been tortured, his cheeks were swollen, and he looked miserable.

At this moment, he was trying hard to pick up the rotten rice on the plate with chopsticks, but he couldn't hold it firmly.

"Ling Fan."

A cold voice was heard.

The chopsticks in Ling Fan's hand fell to the ground with a snap.

He turned to look at Shen Muxue outside the prison door and was stunned for a moment.

Tears gradually filled his eyes, and the past he spent with her flashed through his mind. They were childhood sweethearts at that time, and he was the only one in her eyes.

Now, he had lost her.

Excitement turned to sadness in an instant.

Ling Fan said hoarsely, "Xue'er, this place is dirty and not suitable for you. Let's go now. Don't let me look like this on you."

Shen Muxue looked down at him and said sarcastically, "How could I not have seen your despicable and vicious face? Looking so miserable, it's a bit more pleasing to the eye than usual."

Only then did Ling Fan notice the disgust in Shen Muxue's eyes.

Yes, she should hate him. It was he who betrayed her, hurt her, and even tried to harm her in that dark alley.

He even foolishly believed that Shen Muxue still had feelings for him and that was why she came to visit him.

Ling Fan seemed to be shrouded in a shadow, and whispered, "Xue'er, it was my fault before. I owe you an apology..."

"I don't need it, and I'm not here to reminisce with you."

Shen Muxue interrupted Ling Fan.

He said bluntly: "The Marquis of Anping came to me and asked me to save you."

"My father..."

"Yes."

Shen Muxue didn't want to waste any more words and said, "I believe that the murder was not committed by you."

Ling Fan looked at Shen Muxue, and the light appeared in his eyes again.

However, Shen Muxue's next words were: "People like you are used to killing people by borrowing a knife, and you won't do it yourself. I have experienced it myself and I know your methods well. But overturning the case requires evidence. No trace of a third person was found at the scene. Tell me, who killed Zhang Shunyuan?"

"It was the masked man who did it. I recognized him."

Ling Fan didn't hide anything and recalled, "Zhang Shunyuan called me over and asked me if I had killed his brother Zhang Dewen. I was unable to break free and was nearly strangled to death. At the critical moment, someone handed me a dagger. I waved a few times to get away, but I didn't expect the person to push me from behind, and Zhang Shunyuan ran into my dagger."

No one would believe this.

But Shen Muxue knew in her heart that he was not lying.

The tacit understanding they had gained from years of getting along told her that everything Ling Fan said was true.

If he wanted to make up a lie, he would make sure it was flawless and leak-proof.

There would never be such an obvious flaw.

Shen Muxue's face was as gloomy as water: "Have you mentioned these things to Lord Jiang?"

Ling Fan shook his head: "You wouldn't believe it even if I told you."

"Who do you think that masked man is?"

Ling Fan shook his head again, looking somewhat helpless. "I've been thinking about it over and over again in prison these days, but I still have no clue. The person who could save me couldn't possibly have such powerful martial arts. Xue'er, that person is obviously coming for me and wants my life, so he won't show up."

Ling Fan sat down on the ground helplessly, his eyes empty. "I'm afraid I can't escape this time."

That's it for now, no need to say anything more.